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The Pit’s Grip – Part 16

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Chapter 16: The Pit’s Wax

Heat Burns – Flesh Melts

By: Restrained4U

The pit thrummed, air thick with sweat and leather, red lights casting jagged shadows.

Marcus slumped in his gothic chair, jeans tight, rope scars red, boots rooted, crop across his lap, belt buckle glinting. Leo sat hunched, chaps rasping against his cage, eyes wild with twisted spark. Ryan leaned back, vest creased, cap low, tags still, leather pants scuffed. Jamie hunched forward, latex slick, breath ragged, boots scuffing.

Marcus grabbed the bag, smirk dark, shaking it once – clink sharp. “My turn – pit’s still hungry.” He pulled a black card, reading slow, “Strapped to the sling or bondage table – hot wax on your chest, tied down, all three pour it on.” He slapped it down – WAX’S CLAIM – eyes hardening. “Table it is – sling’s too soft.”

Leo grinned jagged. “Gonna melt you, chief.”

Ryan snorted. “Wax’ll scar – pour it good.”

Jamie straightened, latex creaking. “Pig-boy’s frying the king.”

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The Pit’s Grip – Part 15

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Chapter 15: The Pit’s Rope

Tether Bites – Flesh Pulls

By Restrained4U

The pit pulsed, sweat and leather thick in the air.

Jamie catching the bag tossed by Ryan, his fingers brushing the velvet, pulling a black card. He read slow, voice flat: “Tethered to another – wrists to balls, hoist-taut, blindfolded. Others roll one die each – lowest joins you, highest two strike with riding crops, remaining dice total sets the time. Endure, or beg for mercy.” He set it down – TETHER’S TRAP – latex creaking as he braced himself. “Roll – lowest’s with me.”

Marcus let out a low chuckle. “This’ll hurt, pig – hope it’s not me.”

Ryan’s fists clenched, cap tilting. “Fuck this – rather bleed out than play rope toy.”

Leo leaned forward, jaw tight, muttering to himself, Roll high, I stay caged but swing – roll low, I’m free but fucked in that trap. “Guess I’m fucked either way,” he said, voice dry.

Jamie nodded, grim. “Let’s see who’s screwed.”

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The Pit’s Grip – Part 14

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Chapter 14: The Pit’s Straps

Flogger Bleeds – Edge Breaks

By Restrained4U

The pit snarled, chains scraping.

Marcus smirked, jeans hugging. Jamie sat rigid, latex slick, cap sharp. Leo stood, cage biting, jaw locked.

Ryan knelt by the scarred table, leather vest creased, leather pants scuffed – rigid bar handcuffs locking his wrists tight, steel clinking with each shift, a thick leather collar biting into his neck, the leash’s cold chain coiled loose on the concrete from Leo’s last tug, defiance simmering in his cold smirk despite his submission.

Leo stood over him, chaps rasping against the steel Carrera cage, Ryan’s cap tilted low on his sun-bleached hair. Envy twisted a faint, bitter grin as he gripped the leash’s end, his dominance over Ryan a fraying.

He yanked the leash hard – sharp clank – jerking Ryan’s head up, chain rattling against concrete. “One last ride, slave – lick my boots,” he growled, thick with spite, planting his right boot forward, leather gleaming under the red glow, toe scuffed from Ryan’s prior service. “Now.”

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